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[FamineMyth]

❝ i'm not d i f f e r e n t just me ❞
My greatest fear... is the past repeating itself..

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Ｆｕｌｌ Ｎａｍｅ: "Andrew Amadeus Jadwin the First. I prefer to just be called Andrew..."
Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ: "Male, masculine, boy, guy, man... Need anymore words? Straight as an arrow, boys.."
Ａｇｅ: "Eighteen. I was born on July, 16th, 1994, in Manhattan, N.Y. Now I live in Maine. Yes, Maine... where the moose are... My astrological sign is Cancer."
Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ: Andrew is 5.11' in height, and weighs about 135 lbs. His eyes are a red mahogany amber, with sooty black lashes. Andrew's skin is a light brown/dark tanned tone. His hair is black, and its cut rather short so he doesn't really have to brush it. His body build is tall and skinny, and he's got long legs. He doesn't have a whole lot of muscle, and he's a bit scrawny. Wardrobe; Andrew normally dresses casual, like skinny jeans and a tee-shirt. It all depends on the weather though. He usually wears sneakers, and sometimes flip-flops. He doesn't really stress about what he wears. Andrew does not have any visible scars, or any tattoos. Also the cartilage in his left ear is pierced.

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ: Andrew enjoys being his own person. He can be completely random and strange but he's very brave. Dancing in public doesn't bother him. He is not surprised very easily, so if you think your going to surprise him with something.. your probably not... His bad trait is that he lets people get under his skin, very easily. He does not shield himself from that sort of stuff, but he don't really get mad about it. Sometimes he'll get upset but he doesn't cry about it. Andrew prefer to just walk away, rather than snap at someone. Now, if your invading his personal space or your in his business then he will gladly go off on you. Honestly, Andrew is just a sensitive person. He is like any other teenager though. I like parties and hanging out. He has mood swings, he can be grumpy, or depressed, that is just how he is. Whether you request his criticism/opinion or not, he'll give it anyway. He is an honest person, so he lets people know what he sees. He will only lie if the truth is really going to hurt a friend.

Overall, Andrew is a faithful and loyal person. He's compassionate and caring for those he cares about, but can be a bit possessive over himself. He has had a few bad experiences before, so he is quick not to let his guard down. Andrew shield's his heart and his mind and he can be hard to win over as a friend. He is quite friendly though, and will warm up to most people quickly. He's just picky about the people he allows to be close to him. Now, likes and dislikes. Andrew really isn't into sports much. He watches plays and watches football like any other boy, but he only plays for fun. He isn't a very competitive person, so you don't have to worry about that.. He doesn't mind making a fool of himself and he's very fun. Andrew is athletic, he just doesn't really play sports. He enjoys running, music, girls of course.. He loves animals, basically anything with fur. He does not like most reptiles though or insects. Andrew isn't much of a dancer but he likes singing and writing music, playing the guitar, piano and drums. His number one dislike is school work, but who likes that? Despite, this he is a straight A+ student and managed to skip eighth grade. Andrew also enjoys art and writing. There isn't too much that he doesn't like, he is picky about food though.

That was all Andrew's outer shell. Inside, he is really an emotional boy. It isn't like he cries, but he can get depressed easily. Andrew has a low tolerance for annoyance, so sometimes he would rather be by himself rather than even bother with other people. Also he is a bit bipolar so you just have to watch how you are around him. He isn't good with stress, or anxiety either. He doesn't like being pressured.
Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ: Andrew was born in Manhattan, New York. This was only because he was born while his mother and father were on vacation. Growing up, life was normal for him. Living in Maine, he enjoyed the nature aspect. Andrew grew up in a large house, just him and his mother and father, he had/has no siblings. He grew up with horses, dogs and cats, even the deer that would regularly visit the yard. He has always gone to a nice school, and made friends very easily. When his favorite uncle was shot dead one winter, that is when he put his guard up. Andrew became cautious about most things. His history is nothing special.
Ｐａｓｔ Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ: "I've been cheated on, broken up with, and I've had girls stolen away from me. So this really isn't my greatest subject I would want to discuss. Really this is just private, so you won't be getting much detail."
Ｃｕｒｒｅｎｔ Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐｓ: "None, currently. You would have to win me over first, but that could be a little hard."
Ｌｏｖｅ Ｉｎｔｅｒｅｓｔ: "Not at the moment. I'm looking for a truthful, kind, caring companion. Someone who is fun and honest.."
Ｏｔｈｅｒ: ....

[selenite.]

Yo both are accepted however I'm on my phone right now so I'll update the FrontPage when I get home until then. I'll be posting from my phone so feel free to post as well))

[User Quit]

Name: Genevieve||With: No one||Mood: Tired|| Wearing: http://fav.me/d325lhw%20

Genevieve continued walking, the yelling haveing long faded into the cold feel of the streets foggy silents. All she could hear now was her own footsteps and the light humming of many heaters inside candle lit house windows. The girl continued to let her fingers delacately play with a fray of one peice of lace on her winter inspired dress as she continued to her appartment, now many other footsteps joining hers. She stepped inside and was greeted with a bit more warmth in the lobby, though not enough. This lack of warmth lead her upstairs into one of the halls and she took off her shoes to dry them by her door as she got another pair aswel as two more pairs of socks to warm her nearly frost-bitten feet. "It snows all the time...always gray and icy cold...oh, good afternoon Lady." She greeted her small gray cat with pink ribbon tied around her neck quitely, getting a mew of the cat in reply.
"Im sorry but I cant stay, I want to go to the cafe down the street and get a sandwhich for dinner..." She explained, shooing the cat back inside her room and closeing the door, though not before blowing a kiss to the cat with a slight giggle and heading on her way back down the steps and into the streets again with a small back hand bag decorated with black bows.

[selenite.]

Kay Shannon Drew
(Mobil)
Kay finally turned onto a longish driveway. There we 're mounds bad mounds oh snow lining the sides. She walked to the welcoming building and noticed a woman that looked like she worked for the town. "Hello my names Kay Shannon Drew are the're any condos available?" She asked "Yes, here are the keys to condo 27, enjoy and you'll get your first bill in about a month, just wait here for about 20 minutes or so while we get your room ready." Kay nodded and sat down at a deerskin couch next to a candle. She looked around the dimly lit center.

[User Quit]

Name: Genevieve||With: Kay||Mood: Tired|| Wearing: http://fav.me/d325lhw%20

Genevieve stepped back into the lobby quitely, stopping and gocking unknowingly a moment at what seemed to be a new arival. She just stopped a moment, pale small hands grasping the doorframe as she watched. It wasnt rare for there to be new people, however everytime there was one it seemed almost like a mirical. It showed you were not alone in this, others where in the same place as you in what seemed to be this town echoing off your own soul.

[Apple Cider.]

{ I'll post my introduction of my characters tomorrow.
I'm going to a halloween party and going to buffalo wild wings
to watch a football game. Sorry about this delay! }

[theperfectwreck.]

{{May I reserve a male and female?}}

[Sadiedog11082]

Name>> ❝ My name is Clover Ivy Springs. I was named after my birthday, Saint Patrick's Day, like a Saint Patricks day clover. My middle name is Ivy. I got it because when I was born, my crib was covered in Ivy. My Last name I got from well... my parents. I think it sounds pretty cool though. You know, because it all has to do with nature. I was the hardest hit in my family, because my whole world revolved around nature. Call me Clover, I don't have any other nicknames. ❞

Age>> ❝ I am eighteen years young. My birthday is March 17th. My parents were loving when I was born. But I can't help remember every year they celabrated my birthday in the snow, I always saw their sorrow, sympathy. I was left at the hospital you see. My mother just dissapeared. My parents lost there baby, so they adopted me. ❞

Gender>> ❝ I know for a fact I am a girl. Please do NOT say otherwise. ❞

Hair Color>> ❝ My hair color is a brown now. It used to be red, like holly on a christmas tree but since it is always winter, it is brown. ❞

Eye Color>> ❝ My eyes are a emerald color. I am the perfect Irish baby. They are big and bold but they sometimes change to brown, depending on my mood. ❞

Height>> ❝ I am 5 foot 4 inches short. I know I am short, and embrace it. It makes me be able to dodge bigger and better opponents in fencing. Quick, nimble, and short, that is me... ❞

Weight>> ❝ I am 89 pounds. I apparently was born prematurely but my birth mother took my birth certificate, so I had to get another one and they forgot to write down if I was premature. I am light what can I say. ❞

Looks>> ❝ I used to wear anything I can find but now I where lucky brand jeans and my parka; ❞

Personality>> ❝ I am a quiet person who doesn't talk when not necessary to strangers. I feel threatened by them, by their willingness for me to follow them, to worship them. My bad experiences made my trust in a person diminish. I used to cry when I had to talk to someone I didn't know. Now I am more open with my ability to make friends, I might even walk up to someone and say hi, but it terrifies me on the inside. And even though they are my friend doesn't mean I would trust them not to go behind my back.
With the people I know I am this spunky girl, who has a happy-go-lucky attitude. My family enjoys my jokes and my achievements. I guess you could say I crush easily and heart break easily. I have never been kissed or asked out, but every time I see a cute guy, I can't help that somewhere inside of me I still have hope.
On the inside, i'm a very all-smiles person. I'm not very good at expressing my emotions, with words, which is why i'm so quiet. I usually instead take my emotions and channel them into songs I am writing, fencing practice, my embroidery, or horse back riding. Those are only some of my hobbies that I could never forgive myself if I stopped. They are the things that keeo me sane. I don't want drama, I defiantly don't start drama. In school, everyone was always worried about there looks, but really, want about your next meal, your next shopping trip, your next months rent. Even though I didn't have to from a very young age I have always stressed about that stuff.
Do you see me differently because I described myself? Sure I have flaws, I and I am willing to compromise with them. ❞

History>> ❝ Lets start from the very beginning. My birth mother, was a ginger, m father was a black haired man who had red highlights. I never new them. I was born in a hospital prematurely. My mother held me for a couple of minutes, and then I was put into the nursery. I never did see her again. Because I was premature, I had to have some tests done. When I came back from the intensive care unit, my mother was gone, taking my birth certificate with her. That was the only proof I ever had that she cared about me. The nurse, that took care of my mom and me from then on became my mentor. She was my therapist. She was my friend. She told me about my mother, the smile when the nurse showed her me. She never told me her name, because I didn't need it. All I needed was to be comforted that she was happy to see me. My adoptive parents, lost their baby the same day I lost my parent. There were police, but there was nothing they could do. It was either leave me at the hospital, or at the front steps of a church.
I grew up happy, with a family that could only ever love me. We weren't rich, but we had enough so that I could have fencing lessons, and get me a horse when the world turned white. See I needed fencing. It was the thing that I could be free, but also I could be in rules. I excelled at it, and at 8 I had graduated the academy with all of the 15 year olds. My other passion though, was riding horses. I didn't need lessons, because I was "born to ride." For a little pocket money, I was being a stable hand at our local barn. A stallion had run away and the lesson rider's were to stuck up to go and look. Someone shoved me a horse and I took my chance. I had never ridden before but I swung up on the horse and galloped bare back to find the stallion. I did, and I became friends with the owner. The horse I rode was going to be put down. Apparently he was lame and his owner didn't want him anymore. When I rode him though that two year old horse flew. The stable owner said if I could buy him, he was mine. My parents gave me the little that they had and I worked for the rest of him. Now he is all mine and I ride him, like I would drive a car.
I didn't need to go to college. I have two jobs now. One is still being a stable hand 3 years later and the other is being a veterinarian's assistant. My family needed the extra income and who am I to not give it to them. I don't take fencing lessons anymore since I already graduated the academy but I do participate in matches. ❞

Crush>> ❝ I don't have a crush at the moment. I mean, my parents just finally let go of me. I know I will soon, I just hope he likes me back. ❞

Boyfriend>> ❝ I currently do not have a boyfriend. I have never had one. I guess they always think I am too shy. Oh well, this is a new time so I can start over. I can be me... ❞

What I look for in a boy>> ❝ I don't look for anything, really. I just want to be proud of him. I want to be connected with him, I want to bond with him. I have learned that m actions can not be a help to me. I have to be me, and if I like him, he has to be himself. ❞

Body Modifications>> ❝ I don't have any piercings or tattoos. I don't even have my ears pierced. I am better pure, with nothing to make me better. ❞

Likes>> ❝ • I like, reading. It takes me away from my life and into another's.
• I LOVE horses. I have a passion.
• I like Nature. I used to sit in the forest for hours just taking the whole thing in.
• I love to play the guitar and write songs. I sell some of them for extra money.
• I like to watch sunsets & sunrises.
• I also like to do nothing sometimes. It makes me feel like I can do anything.
• I love to give presents. To see the feeling of excitement on a face ❞

Dislikes>> ❝ • People who don't know how to have a good time & take a joke once in a while.
• I don't like mean girls. They don't throw punches but they battle one another in cloths styles. Ugg, I'd rather through punches.
• I hate it when someone thinks I am sad because I am quiet. I am happier then you...
• I hate it when someone corrects me. It is like, excuse me, I can talk.
• I am a picky eater. I don't eat fake foods like oreos and goldfish, but I would rather eat a hamburger then a salad.
• I don't like people to cling on to me. Personal Space.
• I hate it when people disturb my music to say compliments. I write music, so what.
• I don't like it when people say that I should sleep. I am NOT TIRED.
• I can't stand it when people make fun of other people's cloths. What happens to them after you are through tormenting them. ❞

Other>> ❝ I have a horse. His name is Pip and he is the one that was lame. Please respect him. This is a picture of him. ❞

[attorney]

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Full Name: "Brandon Troy Jenson."
Nickname: "I get called Brandy just so I can be annoyed."
Age: "Seventeen."
Gender: "Do I look like a girl? I'm a dude, and I don't plan on anyone checking."
Orientation: "Straight."
Birth Date: "January 17th, 1995."

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Hair Color: "Light/Dark brown, it changes barely between the seasons."
Eye Color: "Bright green, very bright green."
Height: "Six foot one."
Weight: "I think I weigh around 145 pounds."

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Personality: "Most people say that I am funny and shy, and I believe that. I am an introvert, which means I'm kept to myself. I don't like talking with people too much, I always get the butterflies. Whenever there's a speech I have to do for school, I skip school. I just can't.. Talk to anyone anymore. My trust in everyone is gone. But when I do have trust, I usually like to make people laugh. Not very much, though. People say that its rare whenever I make someone laugh, or even talk. Other then that, I really am shy and kept to myself. So if you ever try to strike a conversation with me, good luck trying to get a word out of me."
History: "I was born in a hospital in Dallas, Texas. When I was 4, my dad passed away. It's just been my mom and me for a long time. My mom just recently married to a man named Max Patrick. I refuse to change my last name, because its my only remains of my father. Now its just me, my mom, and Max, who I still refuse to call 'Dad.'''


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Crush: "I don't have a crush, I don't fancy anyone."
Girlfriend: "Nope, I wont plan on getting one anytime soon."
Attractive/Unattractive: "I call myself unattractive."
What he looks for in a girl: "Intelligence, a great personality, someone you can trust, doesn't have to be attractive, someone who doesn't act dumb for attention."

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Face credit - Tanner Patrick

[toast;]

Micheal held the door open for Skylar and they quickly went inside. He walked her over to one of the couches, sitting her down and adding his things to the pile of hers. He took Bridget out of his jacket, setting the puppy in Skylar's lap. He glanced around, bright blue eyes resting on Kay for a mere moment before he headed up to the front desk. "Un, hello there. I don't suppose you'd have any condos left?" He asked. He let his breath go as the lady handed him a set of keys. "Here's the keys to condo 29. It should be about a 20 minute wait until your room is ready." She replied. Micheal gave her a thankful smile before heading back to his sister. He crouched down in front of here, raising his hands. 'We have a twenty minute wait, but we have a room.' He signed, blue eyes focused on the blonde girl before him.